This poem is mostly about an endless search for truth. |
ANSWER? Knocking and knocking Always knocking on this door Paces to traces Of what is never there Stalking these windows Unforgiving curtains taunt Allowing nothing seen Manifest more Purpose and meaning To cover the fear Intentions for seeking Wishfully pure Exploring this architecture Trigger more theories This impossible design Beg for one moment Beyond this surface Just one step Into the kitchen See what’s cooking And what’s for desert Run back to the door To knock some more Crying for an answer One more nothing is revealed One more nothing again is filled In the tears of nothing A reason Perhaps a truth A project ignited A project of faith Building and creating Creating what for Conquering and struggling Conquering what for From designing to polishing Once a thought Forever a reality Pridefully admiring Purpose and meaning The inside architecture Anxiously waiting Waiting what for The time is haunting This reason is dying Games of solitaire Pollute this floor The search was open Yet so scary This reason is closed Ever so lonely Colorful mysteries Puzzles of possibilities Exist no more A decision to reveal An answer of no answer To the knocking and knocking The endless knocking of this door |